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The Chimera

An Error of Nature

When two unlike animals are joined by Cupid's Charm, nature may answer with a mistake that should have been impossible. The Chimera carries both bloodlines, but belongs to neither.

It is a carnivore, aggressive by instinct, and adults hunt livestock and may even stalk people.

Chimera

Its body remembers every animal in its ancestry. A carcass may yield leather, feathers, bone meal, or wool alongside meat.

Flesh of Many Natures

Raw chimera meat is dreadful: stringy, nauseating, and revolting to taste. Even another Chimera refuses it; the beast breeds only when offered ordinary raw animal meat.

A Magical Supper

Fire makes the impossible flesh nourishing and awakens a random magical trace. Most are blessings; the only harmful answers left are Slowness and Weakness.

Too Much Feeling

I fed the vile stuff to an Amethyst Heart out of spite, expecting refusal. The Heart took it in place of the dust it had been about to shape.

Every mote of affection a birth had given me went into that one cut of flesh, and then the Heart spat it back at me, glittering. It had not made me a dust. It had made me something worse.

Resonant Meat

Leave raw chimera meat in an Amethyst Heart where the dust would sit. Each whole dust the Heart gathers is spent soaking one cut, which it then spits out.

Eaten as it is, it fills like roast fowl and then punishes: the body reads it as an overdose of raw feeling. You will reel, you will glow with somebody else's love, and your gut will refuse to hold it.

Directing the Surge

The fault was never the flesh. The fault was that I ate it undiluted.

Feeling this raw wants a shape, and a pot gives it one. What I stirred in beside the meat decided which way the surge would run: towards the quiet of a grazing beast, or towards the hunger of a thing that eats the dead.

Stew of Serenity

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Stew of Serenity

Wheat, a carrot, an oxeye daisy and any seed, boiled with the meat.

The surge settles into a grazing nature. Grass, wheat, seed and raw root become food, every vegetable feeds you further, and hunger creeps at half its usual pace. No beast will flee you now, not even one you struck.

The Price of Peace

Your arms lose a third of their force and your pick bites a fifth slower. Nothing but green things will go down at all.

And the herd will not merely tolerate you: it will count you as its own. Eat beside a grown cow, ewe or sow and then feed her, and she will come to you with intent. Whatever follows, you will not enjoy it, and you will be in no state to cast until the shame has passed.

Stew of Ferocity

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Stew of Ferocity

Rotten flesh, a spider's eye and a bone, boiled with the meat.

The surge turns outward and downward. The restless dead, the crawlers and the things that burst leave you alone — unless you strike first, and that one remembers. Endermen answer to elsewhere.

The Ghoul's Bargain

Raw meat and carrion fill you like steak, a spider's eye is honest food, a bone can be gnawed with patience. Poison, rot and dizziness cannot touch you, the dark opens up a little, and both arms and stride grow surer.

But healing burns and harming soothes, hunger drains thrice as fast even at rest, and no cooked thing, no bread, no vegetable will pass your lips. Villagers flee, and golems see a monster.

One Nature at a Time

A body holds only one of these. Eat the other stew and the first lets go at once.

A draught of milk ends either, as it ends everything else. The bowl always comes back.

Soulbound Vows

On Making a Vow

A Soulbound Ring begins as a quiet personal token. Soulbind writes one player's soul into a dropped ring and gives it a colour of its own.

A person may have only one living vow. Binding another ring while already married gives it that same vow and its shared living gradient; it cannot become a second marriage.

Soulbound Ring

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Soulbound Ring

This ring is inert until Soulbind gives it an owner.

Drop it first, then name the ring and its owner. Their order does not matter.

Vow Altar

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Vow Altar

Offer two soul-bound rings here. When both owners stand close, the altar joins them and returns the rings.

Only an owner may place or take a ring.

The Ring

A bound ring shows its owner's name in bright colour. Once joined, both rings share a gradient made from their two souls.

Caster's Glamour changes only its appearance. Only the owner may place their ring in an altar slot.

The Vow Altar

Use the altar to open its rite. Place the two bound, unwed rings in its two slots. The rings are also visible on the altar itself. When both owners remain within four blocks for five seconds, the spiral ends in a burst and the joined rings return to their owners.

Unmaking a Vow

A vow can be ended without destroying either soul. Place your own married ring in either altar slot, leave the other slot empty, then choose End This Vow. It removes the union for both people, including an offline spouse; their ring becomes soul-bound again when they next return.

While both owners keep a matching ring, their hearts cannot be directed to anyone except each other, their pets and ordinary admirers will not turn on the other spouse, they share ambit in the same world, and ten percent of one spouse's incoming damage passes to the other.

Putting a ring away suspends these benefits; it never creates a second marriage.

Keepsakes

Things That Remember

A little affection does not have to vanish when the spell ends. Given crystal, colour, and a place to rest, it lingers as a small kindness in the world.

These keepsakes are not merely ornaments: every one remembers some part of a tender moment.

Amethyst Rose

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Amethyst Rose

Set a poppy in a cross of four amethyst shards. Its red petals become a vow caught in crystal. It grows on ordinary soil or amethyst, gives soft red conjure-motes, and can rest in a flower pot.

Amethyst Dandelion

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Amethyst Dandelion

A dandelion in the same four-shard cross holds a wish too heavy for the wind to carry. It gives warm yellow conjure-motes and can be planted in soil, amethyst, or a flower pot.

Amethyst Tulip

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Amethyst Tulip

A pink tulip in a cross of four shards folds a quiet secret into each faceted petal. Its pink conjure-motes remain small and gentle, even indoors in a pot.

Amethyst Heart

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Amethyst Heart

Charged amethyst frames any amethyst flower. Obsidian anchors the vessel, and a gold ingot carries gathered feeling into the Heart.

Gathering Love

Place the Heart on a sturdy floor, wall, or ceiling. When animals breed within twelve blocks, one nearby Heart gathers 1/7–1/2 of an amethyst dust; extra Hearts never multiply a birth.

Open it to store whole dust and watch the phial fill towards the next. At 64 dust plus a full phial, new love-media is lost and four coloured streams warn the parents.

Candles of Infatuation

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Candles of Infatuation

An amethyst sconce gives the candles their patient flame. Pink glass catches its colour, a charged amethyst holds the spell, and three diamonds keep the three rose crystals from fading. They turn towards the mage who places them.

A Room Prepared

Within eight blocks of these bright pink crystals, every Hex: Amancy spell costs twenty percent less media. Their abundant rose-and-violet conjure-motes are a promise that the room is ready for a rite.

Hexamancy

On Hexamancy

Hexamancy reads what a creature wants, not merely what its body can move.

These patterns let me read a heart, quicken it, guard it, call it, or close it.

Every one of these needs its target inside my ambit. Nothing here reaches further than I can.

These are the only patterns in this book the world will not undo for me. A charm outlives the casting, and only one of these takes one back.

Asks whether a creature is ready to mate right now.

It answers yes only for a grown animal that breeds from food, is off its cooldown, and is not heartbroken. Nothing in the world is touched, which is why it costs a rounding error.

Returns everyone tied to a creature by a thread of fate.

What it has tamed, whom it has charmed, whom it married. Only creatures loaded in this same world can be listed - a thread I cannot reach is a thread I cannot see. A broken heart holds no threads at all.

Measures the usable strength of every creature that loves the named one.

A present lover contributes its current health. A heart sleeping in another world contributes the last strength the rite remembers; unpaid Tithe damage is already reserved and is not counted. The number is health points, not heart icons: a full vanilla player has twenty.

Hurries a willing animal along towards its next litter.

A tired parent forgets its cooldown; a willing one starts looking for a partner. Calves are refused outright: this is not a spell for children. The price never changes, so it tells me nothing about the beast.

Unfurls a pale pink perfume at the named point.

Hostile creatures in its radius become neutral if no love, jealousy, or heartbreak already holds their hearts. They give off faint pink-white motes until the duration ends — or until someone hurts them, when the calm breaks at once. Players only feel a brief blush at the edge of their sight; a thinking mind cannot be made harmless this way.

Makes a transparent rose image of the caster at the named point. Three tendrils draw it into being, and it faces its maker without moving.

For its whole duration, every unbound creature within twelve paces forgets every other target and walks towards the image. It is no body to strike: it is a beautiful lie for gathering attention away from the living.

Sets one creature to guard another, and to resent everyone else.

The jealous creature follows the one it guards and charges at anything that comes within six paces of them - but never at the object of its own love. A creature with no way to fight is given one for as long as it lasts.

A broken heart cannot be made jealous, though it can still be guarded.

Draws a creature towards whoever called it.

It walks towards the caller and nothing else about it changes. A player caught by the song is drawn along too, and cannot look away from the voice.

Ends every feeling a creature carries, and lets nothing new take root.

Love and jealousy end at once, wheat stops working, and for a while the heart feels nothing of its own. It can still be adored, and still be guarded - grief only closes the door outward.

The only way out of a charm, my own included. It smokes while it lasts.

Writes a player's name into an unbound ring, waking only its few coloured facets. The ring must be dropped: a promise cannot be made to something still hidden in a hand.

Two such rings are offered at a Vow Altar. When both owners remain beside it, the altar writes each other into the rings. While both rings are carried, neither spouse's heart may be directed to another.

Lets two vowed souls trade one breath.

Every active status effect changes owners: strength, poison, fire resistance and every other condition. Their hunger changes hands too, including the hidden fullness and exhaustion beneath the drumsticks.

Both spouses must carry their own matching Soulbound Ring. A spouse may cast it across worlds, but no stranger may reach through their vow.

Returns the other half of a living vow without disturbing the rest of the stack.

It returns Null if the rings are inactive or the partner is away. The returned soul can be used by Breath Exchange even from another world; shared ambit itself remains limited to one world.

Cupid's Charm

The strength is not a duration. It is how much feeling I pour in, and what comes of it depends on how stubborn the other heart is.

A charmed creature keeps to the one it loves the way a tamed wolf keeps to its master: it follows, it fights whoever they fight or whoever strikes them, and if the chase carries it more than twenty paces from them it drops the quarrel and comes back.

Strength of Feeling

A heart resists a little under a quarter-point for every point of life; matching feeling holds it forever.

Thus two and a half binds a cow or sheep forever, and five a zombie, creeper, or skeleton. Less still works, but fades. Players resist a fixed amount and never yield forever.

Creatures with two hundred life or more refuse the spell. Below that, strength above five can reach tougher hearts.

Up to five, feeling is cheap - a flat price and a point. Past five the surcharge multiplies with every further point, so reaching further is arithmetically possible and practically a creative-mode stunt. There is no wall in front of the great monsters, only a bill; and in front of a boss, no amount of either.

What Comes Of It

Two animals of the same species are betrothed instead of charmed: they walk to each other, stand together a while, and then there are many children. Two of different species make one child of blended blood. Two zombies, one zombie. Everything else simply falls in love and follows.

A courtship needs two whole hearts, so a grieving animal cannot be betrothed - but anything can be *loved*, grief and all. Pointing the spell at one creature twice is not a charm at all: no heart can be handed to itself.

Like every Great Spell, its shape differs in every world, and is found written on an Ancient Scroll.

Succubus' Tithe

Draws health from creatures already bound by love to the named recipient. Name sources directly to choose them; every named creature must still love that recipient. An empty list means every active heart in that creature's harem, even in a distant or sleeping world.

Requested health is shared evenly. Weak hearts pay what they can; the remainder is divided again. The rite still draws the full request when the recipient is nearly full; excess healing burns away. A sleeping source keeps its share as a debt and pays it on next load, even if the recipient is gone.

If the chosen hearts cannot pay in full, the rite fails and draws nothing.